Why Being Home is OK Because I Only Speak English

good friend sleeping

on our couch told us

how years ago her brother in a wheel chair

married an impossible woman

he tried to run her over in his van

she had him arrested he

actually went to jail  of course

they divorced later  in the supermarket

stranger buying on sale pasta said

my cousin’s in a wheel chair

his wife actually tried to kill him

she said and can you believe it

I have to tell you because you are

objective not a family member you

are a total stranger can you believe it

divorce her we all said and you know

what he told us?  I love her.


Esther Cohen
Let me tell you why I'm here, and why I hope you'll join me. I am here to poem, to play with words, to tell stories when I can, and to ask you for yours. Words are what I love, how I see, and what I say. Words are how I know my life, and how I find my friends. I'm here to ask you to join me. Right here. To send me your stories, and your poems. And to read mine when you can.


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